My misery doesn’t like company. When I’m in a funk, I absolutely don’t wanna be bothered or around anybody. I like to deal with my mood swings in private.. I’ll talk/come around once I’m feeling social again.
I’m not like a lot of women in this generation… I’m not asking to have my bills paid, for a bag or shoes, to fly me out, $1000 hair, $200 nails…. it doesn’t take much to make me happy. A positive affirmation text, random flowers or food, planned dates, massages, deep talks…